The evening world., 1887-12-09

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side of the track, and then she said "Oh,
sugar ~ and turned around and went down
again. She forgot one Of the children, who
ambled along under the window ledge Of the
ticket Office and was checked in an artless
desire to promenade down the car track by
the man at the drop-box.
By the lime she reached the sidewalk she
missed her offspring. and, with q shrek
which drew a crowd, she few up the stairs
and across the station and snatched the in
FAINT violently away from the guard, as if he
were personally responsible for her fright.
She kissed the baby and then she slapped it
and bore it away wailing.
When she got across tho street II was just
$50, and she struck the usual crowd of weary
business men, who were all ready to break
their necks to get the first train uptown.
They did not get it.
Her shoe was united and half way up the
stairs she seated the children on one step and
put her foot up another and strengthened the
barricade with the bundle and the parasol.
The men swore and pushed and struggled,
but she made a good bow-knot and tucked
the ends in neatly before she started on
again.
When she got to the window of the ticket
Office she laid her bundles down on the sill
and began to hunt for her purse. She went
through all three pockets of her ulster be-
fore she found 1t, and then she opened it and
fumbled through it and finally laid down a
=" Can't change that, madamel !"
F." You can't change $10P"
" Come, hurry up, please"
=" Well. l think you're real di%sobliging. I
thought l had 10 cents here, anyway"
The train came laundering into the station
and the impatient crowd surged forward and
a half dozen enterprising men slapped down
their nickels, grabbed their tickets and got
by over her head.
She stopped to glare after them before she
hunted through the pocket of her dress skirt
and brought out a little knitted silk purse,
fastened together by two cunning little steel
rings. There was a glimmer Of coin through
the meshes of the silk, and q hopeful CLEAN
lighted the weary face of the man in the
ticket Office and was reflected by the waiting
crowd.
But those cunning little steel rings refused
to part. They were caught in a thread of the
silk and she pulled them and poked them and
shook them and hammered them against the
window ledge.
She took out her hat-pin and tried to pick
a knot out of the silk and got red in the face
laughing at her. She gave one. last vicious
tug, and then she said, plaintively:
"Oh, dear! isn't this proyoking.? Don't
you think you could change That bill"
"Ha-a-rrl'm tran !"
There was a sudden mad, desperate scram-
BILE in the crowd, and the agent said
Here! you'd better step back into the
station and get out your change 7"
well !" she said, bridling Indignantly
and grabbing at her bundles, and just then
10 cents dropped out of her glove and rolled
along the ground.
There % she shrieked, bouncing on it in
triumph. - knew ! had 10 cents. I put it
in my glove to have it handy"
She snatched her tickets, left her bundles
on the window, and pushed the children
along in front of her towards the train.
Here! Drop your tickets! |" called the
guard as she sailed by. And the conductor
had to extricate the lace ruffle of her parasol
from the gate before she got safely aboard.
There were no seats. and she stood on a
mans foot and hung from a strap with a
weary, fainting expression, until somebody
got up and offered her q seat. She hoped
into It silently, and discovered a friend by
her side.
why, my dear! What a relief to see a
friendly face. I have had the most dreadful
time trying to get this train. I am Just ready
to cry. The men are simply insufferable at
these stations. Such pushing and scram-
bling, and, of course, perfectly furious be-
cause a woman happens to be ahead of them
at the ticket-ofice. I have had my clothes
nearly torn off my back, and my purse
knocked out of my hands, and the money